Leaving Heaven

I knew this day was coming

Sometimes you gotta come back down

It's all going to hell now man

Stoop to someone's level

Yeah

Five dozen flies buzzin' over your head

Call me the Grim Reaper sleep is my cousin

You dead to me now and I'ma be the last face you see

'Fore you die cussin'

My eye a tiger's and

I'm a survivor so I will rise up and

What

Be triumphant 'cause when I'm looking at my legacy

Leg I see

Bunch of dogs gonna tryna dry hump it

Like Triumph The Puppet so I'm like f**k it

Pile the carnage up 'til it's so high it's touching the sky

Let 'em all line up and attack

Single filing up in the stack

Call 'em toy soldiers

Yeah

'Cause they just wind up on their backs

Now the sky's nothing but black

But I am not coming back I done told ya

I told the woke me to go to sleep

But still they keep on provoking me

They're hoping to see me completely broken emotionally

But how in the f**k am I not supposed to be woke

When these f**kers just keep poking me now

I'm leaving Heaven

I'm leaving Heaven

Angels won't find me

Where are you going

I've been down kicked

Like around six thousand times since I was a kid

As a child picked on clowned

Countless times I've been outed

Gotta remind myself of it every now and then

Yeah

So the route I went's self-empowerment

In a hole taught myself how to get out of it

And balance it with talents wit

'Cause life is like a penny

Life is like a penny

'Cause it's only one percent

Who overcome this s**t

They found the wit

I went AWOL like what my back was up against

Don't tell me 'bout struggle b***h I lived it

I was five or six the first time

I got my hind end kicked

Malcolm Isaac and Boogie jumped me and took my tricycle

And I don't know if I would call that white privilege yeah

But I get it how it feels to be judged by pigment

Besides getting it from both sides of the tracks

But I swore I'd get them back

Even if it meant selling my soul to get my revenge

What

Thought of a scheme and it got me to thinking

If I can believe in myself I could prolly achieve it

That's part of the reason I do all my talking when

He can

And as long as I'm breathing

I vow to smother and beat them

Got a heart of a demon go at 'em and

I'ma get even

Like I'm in the Garden of Eden

I'm 'bout to go off of the deep end

This evil is calling

I'm already seething and

I'm leaving Heaven

I'm leaving Heaven

Angels won't find me

Where are you going

Okay so while Macklemore was keeping his room nice and neat

Yeah

I was getting my a*s beat twice a week

What

Looking for a place for the night where I could sleep

Flippin' sofa cushions over just tryin' to see

If I could find some change

And scrape up for a bite to eat

It's nice to me find a couple dimes a piece

Twenty five cents each'd get us a bag of chips

We'd be glad to get

That even we if we had to split

We'd do backward flips looking back at it

I think that would fit

With the definition of not having s**t

Couple that with the fact my mother was bats**t

Pop was a sack of s**t yeah he died

But I gave half a s**t

Yeah which brings me back to the real dad that

I zero had

Since a year-old forty-seven year-old scab

Just to hear them words ear piercing

Like my earlobe stabbed with a needle for an earring

Should I feel upset

You were dead to me 'fore you died

Me tear no shed

Should I have made a mural at your funeral

Had your coffin draped with a hero's flag

Where the f**k you were at

When De'Angelo done hurt me real bad at the Rio Grande

Never met your grandkids f**king coward

Only gut you had was from your stomach fat

I couldn't see your a*s gonna Heaven

So I'm asking for a pass to go to Hell

So I can whip your f**king a*s

I hate that I'll never get to say

I hate you to your face

No coming back from where I'm going

Sky is dark my soul is black hand on the shovel

Dig with the blade up and then I step on the metal

Vendetta to settle tell the Devil

I'm leaving Heaven

Yeah

I'm leaving Heaven

You know I should dig your motherf**king a*s up

Angels won't find me

Just to spit in your f**king face

Where are you going

Holding my baby pictures up like you're proud of me

I'm leaving heaven

F**k you b***h

I'm leaving heaven

You know what

Maybe if I had had you

Angels won't find me

I wouldn't have went through half the s**t

I went through so I blame you

Where are you going

Or maybe I should say

Thank you

'Cause I wouldn't have been me

So you better you better run

Yeah

So I'ma let it go now

You better you better run

Rest in peace

You better you better run

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You better you better run

See you in Hell

翻译贡献者：十月之梦